A good idea is like a lighted match, easily blown out by the cold winds of rigid management. — Richard Kinder Copy Share Image
“There are many ways in which life's little candle can be snuffed out. A cold wind pursues us all.” — Yann Martel Copy Share Image
You may not understand me but I hear you so well. Your voice comes in the cold wind , a tune I… — Lizz Wright Copy Share Image
Cold winds are disagreeable, hot winds enervating, moist winds unhealthy. — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
Tiers of mountains Cold wind feet Not need fan Ice cold through Moon shines bright Mist covers everything Sit all alone One… — Hanshan Copy Share Image
A cold wind was blowing from the north, and it made the trees rustle like living things. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people. — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
But not luck brought us here. By design clear air and cold wind polish the river lights, by design we are to… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
Happiness just wasn't part of the job description back then. You tried to find a helpmate to keep the cold wind and… — Robin Green Copy Share Image
“There was a cold wind out on the street. It picked up the dust, whirled it about and suddenly scattered it, flinging… — Vasily Grossman Copy Share Image
“Take me home. But this was home, Jace’s arms surrounding her, the cold wind of Alicante in their clothes, her fingers digging… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
The street curves in and out, up and down in great waves of asphalt; at night the granite tomb is noisy with… — Charles Reznikoff Copy Share Image
I'm into the lyrical side of rap. I listen to some old Eminem songs and think, 'Wow, he's a genius.' He's one… — Phoebe Tonkin Copy Share Image
“Goodbye, goodbye, may Bog forgive you for a ruined life." Then I got on to the sill, the music blasting away to… — Anthony Burgess Copy Share Image
In all institutions from which the cold wind of open criticism is excluded, an innocent corruption begins to grow like a mushroom… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
“I was worrying about the milk, about my children falling in love, about the creatures who crawled through the dark towards us,… — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“To the dismay of those that stood by, about the body of Saruman a grey mist gathered, and rising very slowly to… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
How strange it is, our little procession of life! The child says, "When I am a big boy." But what is that?… — Stephen Leacock Copy Share Image
The darkness grew apace; a cold wind began to blow in freshening gusts from the east, and the showering white flakes in… — H. G. Wells Copy Share Image
“More than anything, one is struck by the light. Light everywhere. Brightness everywhere. Everywhere, the sun. Just yesterday, an autumnal London was… — Ryszard Kapuściński Copy Share Image
I love him for his sake; And yet I know him a notorious liar, Think him a great way fool, solely a… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“She remembered a tale she had heard from Old Nan, about how sometimes during a long winter men who'd lived beyond their… — George R.R. Martin Copy Share Image
A lone maple leaf resting on sand Have you ever been out for a late autumn walk in the closing part of… — Stephen Leacock Copy Share Image
“With a resounding bang, the door burst open. A crazed man gaped at her with piercing and anguished blue eyes. Grunting, he… — Amy Jarecki Copy Share Image
“tagged along. He felt that Marvin was now his responsibility, and he wanted to keep an eye on him. No telling what… — Frankie Gaye Copy Share Image
“About sexuality of English mice. A warm perfume is growing little by little in the room. An orchard scent, a caramelized sugar… — Philippe DELERM Copy Share Image
“He would like to burrow under the earth like a bulb, like a root, to where it is still warm. To hibernate… — Ingeborg Bachmann Copy Share Image
“Reading is like skiing. When done well, when done by an expert, both reading and skiing are graceful, harmonious, activities. When done… — Mortimer J. Adler Copy Share Image
“Last night, there was a moment before you got into bed. You stood, quite naked, bending forward a little - talking. It… — Katherine Mansfield Copy Share Image
“Back in bed I listen to every sound. The plastic tarp over the table on the balcony crunching in the cold wind.… — Josh Kilmer-Purcell Copy Share Image
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, Evolution made them all. Each little flower… — Steve Fowler Copy Share Image
“Quentin took a deep breath. “My true name,” he said, “ . . . is SUN WUKONG.” A cold wind passed through… — F.C. Yee Copy Share Image
Without the story - in which everyone living, unborn and dead, participates - men are no more than bits of paper blown… — George Mackay Brown Copy Share Image
By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast - a cold… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
“The cold wind made it difficult to breathe, as if it could snatch your next breath before you had time to swallow… — Alice McDermott Copy Share Image
I'm as cold as the cold wind blows when it snows and its twenty below. Ask me why man, I just don't… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Come, ye cold winds, at January's call, On whistling wings, and with white flakes bestrew The earth. — John Ruskin Copy Share Image
